Keep after the bureaucrats -- they'll most certainly fob you off on other "management" types, but once in a while, you get a human.
Re the school thing: Sounds like another bitter, insignificant cell colony who might be enlightened by someone with a little less patience with self-important, little people than you have ... your composure under such circumstances is remarkable.
As for the beach you described and its current inhabitants, I don't give a hoot if it's "politically incorrect" or whatever they're calling it these days, but I've always held the notion that excessive displays of public affection between adults of any inclination is just tacky -- get professional help, or get a room. Get both, if you like. For that matter get professional help in a room, with clown outfits and a polka trio. Just stay out of my sightlines. Thank you.
Seeing more redstarts than I expected so far (same all over?), and haven't seen so many white-crowned sparrows (mats of them, and such a nice, lazy little jingle) in more than a decade.
The next ten days or so are going to be soooooooo interesting -- no "SuperWave" this year, I guess, but after the rain stops, The Buick Wildcat's in for a tune-up, and she's got the Bushnell Customs under her pillow.
Cheers,
--nb
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